much brighter yesterday And all you can think of is how to get away You say you don?t wanna tie me down And you point out all the other fish around
on the dock goes, "Hey, yall catch all them fish?" Nope. "Talked 'em into giving up." "Here's your sign." I was out in the front yard with my boy the other
was Crazy then i got up and Walked Away Man i gotta wife at Home , and to lose her OH im Scared So now im on my Way home , Whiping off this other womans
stand together, There is no other way There is no other way Only the strong survive the weak parish off If we stay together then we can share it all
the place to be My name is MC Ice-T I got the Rhyme Syndicate with me We about to tear stuff up, y'all feel good? Yo, what the hell y'all wanna do, Syndicate
, Sean da Paul So me give it to, so me give to, so me give it to, to all girls Five million and forty naughty shorty Baby girl, all my girls, all my girls
it I'm comin' after whoever who has it You blowin' up, that's good, fantastic That y'all, it's like that y'all I don't really give a fuck about it at all
, double O, P D O, double G I can't fake it, just break it and when I take it See I specialize in making all the girls get naked So bring your friends, all of y'all
full of Toucans All type of colors, We family like brothers My cash and my clean, cant have one without the other I stay... [Chorus] [Lil Wayne: Verse 2] Man I got fishes
gon' be packed Pay me in advance and make sure that iti??s exact My ex girli??ll probably show up for the simple fact That tomorrow she can tell all of
believe That is the question It just takes a street degree You've lied your last lie And I've cried my last cry I'm out the door, babe There's other fish
selfishly And used it to get myself wealthy There's a concept that works Twenty million other white rappers emerge But no matter how many fish in the
put all your eggs in one basket You better count your chickens before they hatch You better sell some wine before it's time You better find yourself an itch to scratch You better squeeze all
outta Ridgemont smelling like fish in my pocket Then back to the southside walking home from Watkins I stopped to see the homies off of Huckala street All
rollin' hard You try to serve me, you'll get served wit' no regard I'm on a all night flight Swingin' these others, got these cluckers all on me Steady
s open all year Well, I killed a big 40 ounce just the other day He didn't even run didn't try to get away Hung him on the wall for all my friends to
hopeless And see I focus to provoke this So open wide for my opinionated opus Stop playin' go fish, but not below this Before I go, I thought that you all
